Painting…toes

Yesterday morning, Isabella and daddy were in the bathroom getting ready for the day and (for some bizarre reason) a discussion about toenails ensued. It went something like this: Daddy: “Isabella, what do you think toenails are for?”Isabella: (in matter of fact tone) “For painting, daddy!” (duh! don’t you know!). I can explain. Not long […] Read more...

Mosaic Memory Garden

There is a beautiful place, two minutes from Waterloo station, perfect for relaxing, enjoying beauty and being in touch with the broken reality of life. It is the garden of St. John’s church, in whose crypt live many creative projects including the wonderful Southbank Mosaics. We spend a lot of time on the South Bank […] Read more...

Honestly….

It was a ‘mama melts down’ day. My resources low, a child who whined soooo much and protested at any attempts by me not to do what he wanted (yes he’s in his toddler two’s) and a little girl struggling with asserting her top dog status with the little boy and then whining when it […] Read more...